Rainy Day People
--Not your typical day at the beach,
soldiers playing volleyball at Camp Long Thanh
Rainy day people always seem to know
when it's time to call
Rainy day people don't talk,
they just listen till they've heard it all
--Rainy Day People, Gordon Lightfoot
Stand aside, everyone. I take large steps
--Beach Blanket Bingo (1965)
But when the thermometer goes way up
And the weather is sizzling hot
Mister God, for his squad
A marine for a queen
A G.I. for his cutie pie, is not
--It's Too Darn Hot, Cole Porter
_______________________
soldiers playing volleyball at Camp Long Thanh
Rainy day people always seem to know
when it's time to call
Rainy day people don't talk,
they just listen till they've heard it all
--Rainy Day People, Gordon Lightfoot
Stand aside, everyone. I take large steps
--Beach Blanket Bingo (1965)
But when the thermometer goes way up
And the weather is sizzling hot
Mister God, for his squad
A marine for a queen
A G.I. for his cutie pie, is not
--It's Too Darn Hot, Cole Porter
_______________________
Only mad dogs and U.S. soldiers would play volleyball in a monsoon. Englishmen, we're not. Sorting through photos recently, Ranger found a picture of him and his fellows not enjoying tea and crumpets.
In the left background just before the defensive berm are two tall telephone poles -- our shake-out area for cleaning and rigging our parachutes. They were placed off the flight line to keep helos from crashing into them. When gun ships were on-call they would park near the poles; when combat-loaded, they could barely clear those berms.
In the far left, back row in black T-shirt is my only photo of Captain Norm Dupuis (he of "the OER in the eye" fame.) The man with the volleyball is Master Sergeant Benny Dunakowski -- a World War II combat Marine and hard as nails. (After retirement he worked as Service Officer for a fraternal organization. He died several years ago.)
We played volleyball and basketball daily as exercise; the Vietnam soldiers loved the sport, too. But lest you think it was all fun and games, this was not Gidget or Beach Blanket Bingo. This was rough sport.
Sadly, the Olympics have never adopted Combat Volleyball or Combat Basketball -- a sport much-beloved by U.S. veterans of monsoon zones.
In the left background just before the defensive berm are two tall telephone poles -- our shake-out area for cleaning and rigging our parachutes. They were placed off the flight line to keep helos from crashing into them. When gun ships were on-call they would park near the poles; when combat-loaded, they could barely clear those berms.
In the far left, back row in black T-shirt is my only photo of Captain Norm Dupuis (he of "the OER in the eye" fame.) The man with the volleyball is Master Sergeant Benny Dunakowski -- a World War II combat Marine and hard as nails. (After retirement he worked as Service Officer for a fraternal organization. He died several years ago.)
We played volleyball and basketball daily as exercise; the Vietnam soldiers loved the sport, too. But lest you think it was all fun and games, this was not Gidget or Beach Blanket Bingo. This was rough sport.
Sadly, the Olympics have never adopted Combat Volleyball or Combat Basketball -- a sport much-beloved by U.S. veterans of monsoon zones.
Labels: CLT volleyball, vietnam, volleyball at Camp Lang Thanh
3 Comments:
I can remember playing basketball in the middle of the night under the light of artillery flares after rocket attacks were over.
TW,
I hope that u didn't double dribble.
jim
That helped me a lot! Exactly what I was looking for. Thanks again!
Mason Solomon
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